Name: Luke 'Eagle' Ross
Age: 16
Gender: male
Eyes: blue
Hair: blonde spikey hair
Height: 6 ft 2
Body Type: fit
Skin Color: tanned
God Parent: zelos
Mortal Parent: Elizabeth Ross
Country of Origin: America
Pets: none
Talents: excellent marksman, good sprinter
Weapon**:A Browning 9x19 mm Hi-Power, also known as the GP (Grande Puissance) 35. He calls this 'Susan'
Flaws: vein, arrogant, egocentric, kleptomaniac, pyromaniac and easily annoyed/bored/angered
Powers(must relate to god parent; optional): no powers
Life Before CHB*: Eagle lived in San Fransico for most of his life. He was born and raised there by his mother and his step father. However when he was sux his stepfather left his mother so he was left alone. His mother grew depressed and he was moved into care as she couldn't look after him properly. His years in care were troublesome as he was constantly getting into fights with other people as he was overcompetitive. He then ran away from care and went onto the streets living a life of crime where he stole his living until he was found by a satyr and taken to chb. He acquired his gun illegally while he was in the streets, however he rufuses to say if he'd ever used it on any humans.
RP Example*:I sat down on the bench, putting my hat down beside me. I took my gun out of my pocket and started to take it apart. I hadn't cleaned it in a while and I never knew when I might next need it. I placed each peice on the ground beside me and took out my cleaning kit and set to work. I started by brushing out the shaft of the gun. I knew it had an actuall name but I'd never bothered to learn other people's names for it, mine made more sence anyway. I looked up to see soeone watching me from a corner "I ain't no bloody circus performer" I told them scowling. I went beck to my work and started to clean the cartridge slot. I looked up again, weary of the presence "I said (censored) off". I went back to the gun. Goving the parts a final clean and reassembled the gun. I put my hat back on and replaced the gun. I went over to the person, I could now see it was a girl "you deaf?" I asked her annoyed that she appeared to be ignoring me.
Any notes about your characters:
Age: 16
Gender: male
Eyes: blue
Hair: blonde spikey hair
Height: 6 ft 2
Body Type: fit
Skin Color: tanned
God Parent: zelos
Mortal Parent: Elizabeth Ross
Country of Origin: America
Pets: none
Talents: excellent marksman, good sprinter
Weapon**:A Browning 9x19 mm Hi-Power, also known as the GP (Grande Puissance) 35. He calls this 'Susan'
Flaws: vein, arrogant, egocentric, kleptomaniac, pyromaniac and easily annoyed/bored/angered
Powers(must relate to god parent; optional): no powers
Life Before CHB*: Eagle lived in San Fransico for most of his life. He was born and raised there by his mother and his step father. However when he was sux his stepfather left his mother so he was left alone. His mother grew depressed and he was moved into care as she couldn't look after him properly. His years in care were troublesome as he was constantly getting into fights with other people as he was overcompetitive. He then ran away from care and went onto the streets living a life of crime where he stole his living until he was found by a satyr and taken to chb. He acquired his gun illegally while he was in the streets, however he rufuses to say if he'd ever used it on any humans.
RP Example*:I sat down on the bench, putting my hat down beside me. I took my gun out of my pocket and started to take it apart. I hadn't cleaned it in a while and I never knew when I might next need it. I placed each peice on the ground beside me and took out my cleaning kit and set to work. I started by brushing out the shaft of the gun. I knew it had an actuall name but I'd never bothered to learn other people's names for it, mine made more sence anyway. I looked up to see soeone watching me from a corner "I ain't no bloody circus performer" I told them scowling. I went beck to my work and started to clean the cartridge slot. I looked up again, weary of the presence "I said (censored) off". I went back to the gun. Goving the parts a final clean and reassembled the gun. I put my hat back on and replaced the gun. I went over to the person, I could now see it was a girl "you deaf?" I asked her annoyed that she appeared to be ignoring me.
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